Brooke, this is not the time for us to rush into a marriage, not when you
have these feelings for Nick.

Brooke: I-I don't have feelings for Nick.

Ridge: Yes, you do. Be honest.

Brooke: (Sighs)

Nick: I do understand your position, and I do know how hard this is for you,
and I do want what's best for you. But I don't believe that Forrester's the
answer, and I do love you enough to let you go... if that's what you want. Tell
me that's what you want. Do you want me to let you go?

Ridge: Yeah, well, it's gotta stop. We can't have someone like him working
for us. Storm Logan is dangerous.

Storm: (Coughs)

Ashley: Hi, Storm.

Storm: (Laughing) Hi. Sor--sorry. Hi. How are you?

Ashley: Hi. I'm okay. What are you-- what are you doing here?

Storm: Oh, well, I just have some, uh, legal stuff to iron out, and I thought
maybe we could...

Ashley: Oh.

Storm: Uh, discuss it over lunch or something.

Ashley: Oh, right now, I-I'm really busy. I don't think I have time for that
right now.

Storm: Oh, well, I mean, you know, uh, of course, it would be my treat, and
besides, you do have to eat, right?

Ashley: (Laughs) I do have to eat. You're right. Um, okay. I guess a quick
lunch isn't gonna kill me.

Storm: Okay.

Ashley: Okay.

Pam: You'd be very proud of me. I have made quite a mess of Eric's little hot
tamale-- first, her skin, then her hair, then her pearly whites. No wonder she
didn't show up for work today. But it seems there's more going on with miss
Donna ho-gan. She's got an agenda. She's so desperate to hang on to her honey
bear, she's planned a secret rendezvous at their little hideaway. Eric will come
looking for these, his little pills. He'll tell me he's got a very important
lunch meeting, but we both know what'll be on the menu. (Laughs) I'm afraid the
lunch...

Tiny: (Whining)

Pam: Won't be as satisfying as Eric and Donna had hoped. Poor Donna. I'm so
sorry, but I'm just gonna have to put a little downer on your big plans.
(Laughs) Right, Tiny? Yeah. (Laughs)

Donna: I am going to pounce on you today, Eric, and you are gonna love it.

Eric: The only thing I actually have to do is at the end of the day, I want
to do this conference call with the Paris office. Everything else can be
canceled, all right? Something came up.

Pam: I don't think so.

Eric: I'm sorry. What?

Pam: Oh. No, I said certainly, and, uh, is there anything else you want me to
do, Eric?

Eric: Uh, you know what I would like? I'd like to have a, um, medicine now.
Oh, thank you. Aren't you efficient?

Donna: Oh, it will be. But you know, I hope you're well rested, because, um,
it's gonna be a very long, very fulfilling lunch.

Eric: (Sighs)

Donna: Oh. Darn. I forgot to tell him to bring something.

Pam: Have a nice lunch, Eric. (Laughing) (telephone rings)

Pam: Eric Forrester's office. How may I help you? Hello?

Donna: Oh. Hey, Pam. Um, it's Donna. Is Eric there?

Pam: Um, no, actually, he just left, no doubt to go see you. You want me to
try to stop him?

Donna: Don't do me any favors. Thanks.

Pam: You know, Donna, Eric really should be spending his time here at the
office, and not out cavorting with you. You're nothing but a distraction to him.

Donna: A distraction? Honey, I'm an inspiration. Mark my words when I tell
you that Eric will be coming back to the office today truly inspired. I mean,
that is, if he comes back at all.

Pam: You certainly are confident about your ability to inspire him, aren't
you?

Donna: Oh, Pammy, Pammy, Pammy, have you ever even been on a date? Inspiring
a man is something that you would know nothing about.

Pam: Ouch!

Stephanie: I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that your father has Storm
working here.

Ridge: Yeah, well, it's not acceptable. Most people in this building have no
idea what a cold, calculating sociopath he is.

Stephanie: And he's a liability, too. Personally, I'm not comfortable having
him anywhere near me.

Ridge: Oh, he better not come anywhere near you. I don't want him near
anybody in this building, mother. I'm gonna talk to dad, because Storm Logan
needs to be out of here for good.

Storm: (Laughing) I made the whole thing up, and the guy buys it hook, line
and sinker. I mean, it was...

Ashley: (Laughs) You have a wicked sense of humor.

Storm: Oh.

Ashley: I don't know you very well, but I think you're a very dangerous man.
I wouldn't want to get on your bad side.

Storm: Ah.

Ashley: (Laughs)

Eric: Hey.

Donna: Honey bear!

Eric: (Laughing)

Donna: I am so happy to see you.

Eric: Oh, good. Mwah!

Donna: Oh, I thought of some things I wanted you to bring, but, um, I'm sure
we'll manage.

Eric: Oh, I'm sure we're gonna be just fine.

Donna: God, I couldn't wait. I was waiting and waiting and waiting for you.

Eric: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I got here as soon as I could. The traffic was
terrible.

Donna: Yeah, yeah, it's a jungle out there, isn't it?

Eric: Mm-hmm.

Donna: It's gonna be a jungle in here, too.

Eric: You promise?

Donna: Cross my heart, hope to die.

Eric: Oh, good. Oh, good.

(Door opens)

Stephanie: Hello.

Pam: Hi. Want bigger, more beautiful potted plants?

Pam: I was just, uh, straightening up Eric's desk. He had to leave in a
hurry-- important lunch meeting with Donna.

Stephanie: Oh, lunch with Donna, yes. Um, I hear that Donna has had a sort of
run of bad luck lately.

Pam: (Laughs) I'll say.

Stephanie: Pam, did you have anything to do with that?

Pam: Of course I did.

Stephanie: Oh.

Pam: (Laughs) Eric's little hot tamale isn't so hot right now.

Stephanie: Pammy...

Pam: Look, you remember what I told you when I called you? Sexuality is
Donna's only weapon, right? If she loses that, she loses her self-confidence,
and she turns to mush, like an underdone batch of lemon bars. Sex appeal is the
only thing she's got to arouse Eric's interest. So let's just say I've made sure
that no arousal will take place this afternoon. (Laughs)

Stephanie: Is that his vi-- oh, my God. What have you done?

Pam: (Laughs)

Eric: So you still think that Pam is responsible for all this?

Donna: I am sure of it.

Eric: (Laughs) well, I think it's just a series of, uh, unfortunate events,
anyway, let's not talk about that. I am here to prove to you that my passion for
you cannot be changed by the hue of your hair or the unfortunate, uh, stains of
your teeth, which has been cleared up, thank God...

Donna: (Laughs) Or the wonderful color of your skin.

Donna: Oh.

Eric: Mm.

Donna: You know, I ordered you your favorite salad, though I don't think
you'll be eating salad today.

Eric: Yeah.

Donna: (Giggles)

Eric: No, I don't think so. I don't want any salad. You can throw it away.

Donna: (Laughs) My big, bad honey bear.

Eric: (Laughs) This bear is hungry for his honey.

Donna: Mm.

Eric: (Roars)

Donna: (Giggles) Well, don't worry. I have got plenty of honey for you.

Storm: Well, still, it must have been-- it must have been pretty tough to go
through at the time.

Ashley: I think things have been crazy for a lot of people in L.A. this year,
don't you? I mean, that shooting that happened at the last fashion show?
Stephanie? Happened in the building? And they still haven't caught the guy. I
mean, he could be anywhere. It just goes to show you, you can't be too careful--
a lot of demented people out there.

Donna: Deep in the heart of Africa, the leopard stalks her prey. She senses
something in the air. It's-- it's the big, strong hunter fast asleep to the
sounds of the jungle. (Hisses) all the while, she silently, stealthily stalks
her prey. Suddenly, the hunter hears a noise. He thinks it's a "meow" of a
little pussycat. (Kissing sounds) oh, but he is wrong. It's a big cat, and she's
hungry. Tonight, the hunter gets hunted. The leopard is going to devour him. Her
heart starts beating faster. She goes in for the kill, and she pounces. (Roars)

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